I fell asleep down by the stream
And there I had the strangest dream
And down by Brennan's Glen there grows
A briar and a rose

There's a tree in a forest, I don't know where
I built a nest out of your hair
And climbing up into the air
A briar and a rose

I don't know how long it has been
But I was born in Brennan's Glen
And near the end of spring there grows
A briar and a rose

I picked the rose one early morn
I pricked my finger on a thorn
They'd grown so close, their winding wove
The briar around the rose

I tried to tear them both apart
I felt a bullet in my heart
All dressed up in spring's new clothes
The briar and the rose

And when I'm buried in my grave
Tell me so I will know
Your tears will fall to make love grow
The briar and the rose
When I'm buried in my grave
Tell me so I will know
Your tears will fall to make them grow
The briar and the rose

Your tears will fall to make them grow
The briar and the rose